[Verse 1]
Wake up and I hit my alarm
They don’t like me so they keep tryna harm me
On the stage imma show who in charge
I needed help, why the fuck you ain’t call me?
Take me away, please go away
I do not wanna be on this camera
Get out my face, you in the way
Stop calling me, I ain’t gon answer
Why do everybody hate Ms. Trim?
What the fuck do they hate me for?
I’m so tired of these (?)
I’m just saying I’m not ready to go
[Chorus]
Hit the alarm, h-hit the alarm (hit it, hit it)
Do not stop, n*gga, make sure it rings
Hit the alarm, make sure it sings
What the fuck, bitch I’m going insane
[Verse 2]
They so ungrateful, so I do my part
When I get in the booth I don’t wanna start
I told my mama I was gon be a star
She told me sit my little ass in the car